

The Liberation of the Deep
A gap between the frothy windblown crests of the open ocean waves provided a brief but reassuring glimpse of the distant boat. It was silhouetted by the late afternoon sun roughly 100 metres to my right. To my left tall clouds gathered above the hopeful shadow of land, that was too low to see above the waves.
This indicated that I was oriented correctly as we drifted atop the immense ocean, pulled by the moon up over a depth of thousands of feet, towards the incredible unde